"Your Majesty, please rest early. You have to go to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs tomorrow morning." The personal guard came in carrying a candlestick and whispered a reminder.
"Okay." Lu Zhicheng stood up, sighed and walked out.
"My lord, long live my lord, I'm too..." The guards followed him out of the door and looked at Lu Zhicheng's face, hesitating to speak.
"Do you love me too much?" Lu Zhicheng smiled at the guard, with a look of helplessness on his face.
The guard sighed and lowered his voice: "I think that not everyone can bear the great love of Lord Long Live. In the past, Lord Long Live's love for Prince Ning could even be seen by a blind man, but what happened to Prince Ning?" The result? My subordinates are worried that the prince will follow in the footsteps of Prince Ning, so they are very worried about the prince."
Lu Zhicheng stopped and turned to look at the guard: "What do you mean? Just say what you want to say."
The guard came over and whispered: "Prince Ning was the grand marshal of Southern Xinjiang back then, with great military exploits and great power, but what about now? Wasn't he held tightly in the hand of Lord Long Live and allowed to be rounded and crushed by him? Now Lord Long Live I also want the prince to take up the responsibility of Southern Xinjiang. He seems to be very popular and powerful. However, no matter how my subordinates look at it, they feel that the prince now is just like Prince Ning in the past, so the subordinates are really worried about the prince. "
Lu Zhicheng's heart felt a little heavy, and he paused before saying, "Don't talk nonsense. Long Live Lord has always treated Prince Ning kindly and not harshly."
"Allowing the imperial guard to look at Prince Ning's palace all day long, is that called kindness?" The guard looked disapproving, "Old Lives Lord's kind kindness, ordinary people really can't bear it!"
Lu Zhicheng was startled: "Did you notice something?"
"Returning to the prince, although our patrol camp cannot be compared with the Royal Forest Army, we are not vegetarians either. In this capital, how can anything be hidden from our patrol camp?" the guard said, lowering his voice again, " It is true that there are people from the Royal Forest Army monitoring Prince Ning's Mansion at all times, and Deng Jingfeng is still responsible for the layout. Naturally, it is the wish of Lord Long Live. Even Prince Ning and his wife went to Xiangshan for an outing, but Deng Jingfeng reported it to the emperor. His subordinates felt afraid. Even the three meals a day at Prince Ning’s house and the tea that Prince Ning and his wife drink every day, Long Live Master knows all about it.”
Lu Zhicheng's heart sank even more, and he was silent for a long time before he said to the guard: "This matter must never be spread outside."
"Yes, I know the importance of this." The guard hurriedly bowed.
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The fourth day of October in the twenty-seventh year of Jiasheng
Prince Ning's Mansion.
"What did you say? Lord Long Live has indeed sent someone to negotiate with the Siamese and Tibetan envoys?" Lu Zhishan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and looked at Du Heng, "Is this Prince Huai?"
Du Heng nodded: "It's Prince Huai."
"I guess it's him too," Lu Zhishan took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Isn't Prince Huai always from the Zhuhe faction? Over the years, everything related to Siam and Tubo must have been handled by him. At this time, Long Live Lord sent him to negotiate with Siam and Tibet, which gave him a good chance to be a hero. "
Du Heng also had a sneer on his face: "For such humiliating negotiations, Wei Junchen used to be the one who took part in the battle, but now it's his turn to go into battle in person, Prince Huai. I'm afraid Prince Huai will feel uncomfortable."
"Who still wants to care about his face now?" Lu Zhishan said, bringing a cup of milk tea to Mu Nanzhi, and said, "Isn't it that even Long Live Master doesn't care about his face? As for others, it’s even more unnecessary.”
"The general is absolutely right. I heard that Prince Huai's face turned ugly when he entered the hotel where the Siamese and Tubo people were staying today." Du Heng said with some relief.